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He’d never gone to
this much trouble for anyone else, not even Lexie or Ashley.
    “What other ink do you have?” she asked.
    He took her hand and slowly stroked over the top part
of his body going from arm to arm, across his chest then over his stomach. She
didn’t say anything, only smiled every now and then when he pointed out certain
marks on his body.
    “I’ve got some on my back as well.”
    “Can I feel?”
    “Sure.” He turned around, and she followed the
movement with her palm. Her fingers touched his skin ever so lightly. “I’ve got
a lion on my back along with several other mini tattoos. There’s a tiny
butterfly across my right shoulder because I lost a fucking bet, and I’m never
going to live it down as long as I live.”
    She giggled. Pussy liked the feel of her hands on his
body. There was something electrifying about how she touched him. She was
gentle, never rough. He wanted to show her how rough she could be with him.
Pussy loved the feel of a woman’s nails raking the skin as she screamed in
orgasm. In Chaos Bleeds he was the star of making a woman feel good.
    “I wish I could see them. You feel like you work out. Do
you?”
    “I work out as much as I can.”
    Her hands danced along his skin. “It must be nice.”
    “What?”
    “To be able to
work out without fear of falling or bumping into things. It has been so long since I’ve felt like that.”
    Turning around he saw the smile dancing across her
lips.
    “I can help you with that.”
    “Is this another thing the club does? Feel sorry for
other women who can’t do stuff themselves?” she asked.
    “No, this is all me. I want you to feel good about
yourself. You shouldn’t have to rely on anyone.”
    The smile dropped from her lips again. “I don’t want
to depend on anyone. It sucks. I always wish there was something more I could
do.”
    Cupping her cheek, he ran his thumb along her bottom
lip. “Baby, there’s always something you can do, and I’m going to be here to
see that you do get the chance to do what you want. I hate people who hurt
others.”
    “I don’t want to talk about them anymore.”
    “Good, because I don’t want to hear what any of those
fuckers have to say about you. After today, Kenneth
will never be able to touch you.”
    Pussy didn’t care about his connection with Gonzalez. Anyone
who hurt a woman and took away her sight was someone who needed to be taken out
in Pussy’s book.
    “You’re one of a kind,” she said.
    “And I’ve not even gotten my mouth on your pussy.
You’re going to be a lucky woman soon,” he said, winking at her.
    She chuckled, and she’d not even seen him wink.
    “You’ve not had a lot to laugh about lately, have
you?” he asked.
    “No, I’ve not, but you’re about to change that for me.”
Her hands were laid on his arms, waiting.
    “Yes, I’m about to change all of that for you.”
Tilting her head back, he stared at her face. The trust she showed him scared
the shit out of him. She should be more cautious. He’d killed a lot of men,
caused problems wherever he went, and done it all with a smile and in the name
of the club. There was nothing he wouldn’t do for the club.
    Even as he looked at her and thought how she deserved
a better man, he didn’t want to miss this opportunity.
    “I’m going to kiss you now,” he said.
    She whimpered but still didn’t pull away. Dropping his
head down, he brushed his lips against hers. Sasha melted against him and he
gave everything to her. Plunging his tongue inside her mouth, he moaned, going
in deep. He glided his tongue over hers, going as deep as he could for her to
take as much of him as possible.
    “You don’t have a clue what you’re doing to me, do
you?” he asked, muttering the words against her lips.
    Shaking her head, she ran her hands up his arms to
band around his neck. Sliding his hands to her waist, he fingered the flesh
that was revealed by her shirt being ridden up. She was soft against